My Rock

Many call him Father, for he is the ultimate creator of both, things great and small
Others call him Lord, for unto him is given dominion over heaven and earth.
I call him my rock for the strong foundation he is; the foundation which I can lean on. A solid foundation which can not be shaken.

I call him my rock because of the way he has placed himself in front of me; as a strong barrier, he protected my from my enemies.No match is anyone who rises up against this rock.

If an army besiege me I call on my rock, and he will come, like the mighty waters rushing in the wind, he will come and my enemies will flee.

This rock is unlike any other, since the beginning of time it has existed. It is written, "The stone which the builders rejected has become the chief conerstone.....and whoevr falls on this stone will be broken; but on whomever it falls, it shall grind him to powder" (matt. 21;44)

A mighty rock is he, a precious stone; rare unlike any other.
I stumbled upon this rock and I was made anew.
I call him my rock, because I can cling to this rock and call it my own.

I call him my rock because I can stand upon this rock with good comfort and face the day.

I call him my rock, because he is my deliverer.....Roca Mia-my rock, a strong fortress; a barrier which can not be broken, a mighty stone that will crush my enemies. This mighty rock from of old has captivated me. This rock has become my own.

I shall cling to thee ole rock,because you have always been there, I shall cling to thee because you have been merciful to me.